So, I open the save, have a look around, realise that not only has Darrell stolen a turn from me, but he's already played the turn after for me, leaving me to simply end the turn.
I micro the capital a bit, so it doesn't grow into unhappiness, and a turn later, I start getting a nagging feeling...
This doesn't feel right...
Wait a second...
Oh...
Yes...
Now, Darrell has already had a firm talking-to (especially since he was complaining our cities weren't growing fast enough ), but why haven't we revolted as soon as we got Calendar?
Do we not like food?
Are we nutrition-averse people?
Then I realized: this was all part of the master plan, right?
As in "We can win this thing without Agrarianism!"
Nudge nudge, wink wink, say no more!
Anyway, I do some more micro stuff, shuffle around some units, have a change of heart and shuffle them back.
As I was contemplating which city should build the Pact of the Nilhorn:
They can't sit on your precious horses, you idiot, what are you going to get, elephants?! (Hmm, wasn't there a game with Mammoth-Riding Giants? Nevermind, I digress...)
But anyway, I continue playing the turn, move around some Workers, when finally, the trumpets of War resound through my excellent speakers!!!
Go Sheelba...
So I ramble on towards the end of my turnset, and prepare to hand over my short reign into Mardoc's capable hands.
Bronze Working is in, and we now face a choice. Either we keep expanding, or revolt to Conquest, and start building/upgrading an army to grind the little men to dust.
I'm building one Settler, but he can easily be cancelled and replaced by more units.
Our economy is sound, and by running a couple of Merchants, we should be able to research break even at 80% science.
More random screenies:
Enjoy!
PS I left you some stuff to do on the turn I'm giving you Mardoc.
I micro the capital a bit, so it doesn't grow into unhappiness, and a turn later, I start getting a nagging feeling...
This doesn't feel right...
Wait a second...
Oh...
Yes...
Spoiler :
Now, Darrell has already had a firm talking-to (especially since he was complaining our cities weren't growing fast enough ), but why haven't we revolted as soon as we got Calendar?
Do we not like food?
Are we nutrition-averse people?
Then I realized: this was all part of the master plan, right?
As in "We can win this thing without Agrarianism!"
Nudge nudge, wink wink, say no more!
Anyway, I do some more micro stuff, shuffle around some units, have a change of heart and shuffle them back.
As I was contemplating which city should build the Pact of the Nilhorn:
Spoiler :
They can't sit on your precious horses, you idiot, what are you going to get, elephants?! (Hmm, wasn't there a game with Mammoth-Riding Giants? Nevermind, I digress...)
But anyway, I continue playing the turn, move around some Workers, when finally, the trumpets of War resound through my excellent speakers!!!
Spoiler :
Go Sheelba...
So I ramble on towards the end of my turnset, and prepare to hand over my short reign into Mardoc's capable hands.
Bronze Working is in, and we now face a choice. Either we keep expanding, or revolt to Conquest, and start building/upgrading an army to grind the little men to dust.
I'm building one Settler, but he can easily be cancelled and replaced by more units.
Our economy is sound, and by running a couple of Merchants, we should be able to research break even at 80% science.
More random screenies:
Spoiler :
Spoiler :
Enjoy!
PS I left you some stuff to do on the turn I'm giving you Mardoc.